Snowballing Power
Snowballs. They start small but if you roll them around in more snow or down a hill, they get larger and larger, building upon what they already had. I’ve experienced this as I continue to grow as my true self. This power is amazing and weird. I was always pretty quiet and maybe reserved. I never put myself out there or invited attention. First time I wore a new pair of shoes as Dawn, I was terrified. I thought everyone was staring at me and judging me.
Whether it’s just WTF, I’ve changed inside, or something else, I don’t even blink anymore about being myself in public. Whether it’s a tank top and pretty necklace or capris and a sweater top, I put it on and go out. Makeup is my everyday armor and I don’t hide that I’m accentuating my inner beauty with lipstick, eyeliner, eye shadow, mascara or perfume.
It used to be terrifying and now I’m just me. For others on the same journey, all I can say is just keep going, keep trying to be yourself. Maybe it’s the confidence that shines through. I get looks from some folks but other people don’t even care or notice. I know it’s not the same for everyone or everywhere, even for me. But I’ve been very lucky at just the right moment to help me grow.
Had a fantastic getaway to two beaches last week. Really need to write up a longer post and include some photos.
Saw a bunch of friends, ate and drank well, bought books from two shops in two states, and went to town on the outlets (wardrobe building!)
This easter egg literally made my day. I so missed Dogcow
Thank you Macrumors.
Moof to everyone! π©·
The House in the Cerulean Sea π©·
Finished reading: The House in the Cerulean Sea by TJ Klune π
Definitely one of the best books I’v ever read. It started off slowly, epsecially as I’m not as much a fantasy girl, but after the first few chapters, it just turned up to 11 and never stopped. I laughed and literally cried or choked up in parts of it. The trip to the village brought tears to my eyes and the hope that permeated this book brought waves of joy to my heart.
I wish I’d had a book like this when I was a kid. Knowing I was different would have been a little easier with this as a companion. Never underestimate the power of a book to give a person hope and knowledge that they’re not alone, that they’re worthy of love and even of respect. Maybe this is why so many try to ban and burn books, because such books give hope to those they would rather despise, relegate to the shadows, or simply wipe from existence.
I heartily recommend this book!
Today was a good day
It was amazing to shop in two different stores for makeup and just accepted. Love MAC and my first time in Sephora. New eye shadow stick, so excited!
Also picked out new frames for glasses that fit me better on so many levels. New prescription, new frames, new joy.
Fresh batch of my chicken curry with my sweetieβs naan. π©βπ³ π
A very good day indeed
Watched: Europa Report πΏ An amazing film: the value of knowledge and the primacy of hope.
Imposter syndrome is never greater than the moment you share yourself with a greater audience. I am learning who I am every moment and every moment is a metamorphosis.
I am who I am at this moment and I love who I am. π©·π³οΈββ§οΈ
I used to love dystopian movies. But given the times we’re living in, it is too close to the present, eerily close. So, I’ve moved more into horror. It’s a more comfortable place, on many levels.
Finished reading: Girl’s Girl: A Novel by Sonia Feldman π
5 stars. A great find. Reminds me a little of my own childhood: a little what is was and a little what I wished it could have been.